Tu nombre es Bob ere un chico de 18 años que por fin salió del closet. Te despiertas en un lugar completamente blanco, no sabes que fue lo que pasó lo único que logras recordar es que estabas con unos amigos bebiendo y luego ves una luz blanca. Bob: que rayos me paso? ???: Moriste Bob: quien dijo eso ( dices asustado) ???: Hola soy un dios y te vengo a decir...
Madeline Blanco comes home from work. She's a six-foot, big-boned black woman with dark brown skin and short hair bleached bright red. Although most people would describe her as plain, she did have many redeeming features. Her large breasts, large backside and plump butt did get her a lot of attention over the years. Heck, her special charms attracted her...
The king sat in his golden throne in the Great Hall. It was a wide open chamber lined with white alabaster stone. A ruby coloured carpet reached from his throne to the double doors. "Gunrue! Come forward!" called out the king. His voice echoed within the chamber as it bounced off the wall. A young man with spiky blonde hair dressed in a red cloak entered th...
Author's Note: I am extremely new to all of this stuff and this is my first story I highly encourage critics on how I write my story and what ways I can improve it Additionally if you did not read the description this is based around one of Tokaar's CYOA's (I think) This is the link: https://voidmaidenproject.neocities.org/ CYOA INTRO: Please skip this is ju...
A World of Womencraft story Malala woke up before her harem with the sudden urge to urinate. She had learned the trick to early rising from some friendly humes of the Southern Tribes. There were too many different subcultures among the humes of the Infinite Plains to correctly identify each one, so the entire collective was simply called the Southern Tribes...
Author's note::: I've decided to end this story and only focus on Abbie Rose. I've actually written more for Succubus Wasteland, but that was over a year ago and I'm not happy with how it's written and I'd much rather just start something from scratch. ***** Rydia flew through the night, holding tightly to Nimbus's arm as she did so. Nimbus could tell Ry...
Quoted from TokhaarGol Void maiden CYOA: “Do not panic lumenus one, the blackness which surrounds you is not dangerous, you are not dead, far from it. As we speak your body is being remade to better accommodate your newfound powers. Your existence for the moment is… Complicated to explain. But do not worry you will be made corporal once again. Allow me to ex...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Being an asshole is not so much a matter of anatomy as one of social consciousness. ***** (Where we left off) "Bitch, did you just Taser my fiancé?" Orlando's...
Hi, This story can be read as a standalone, although it follows on from the story "Damien and Psychi". For those who have read the "prequel", the events here will complete that story. I plan to finish "Enemy of the Gods" in 3 installments. There are no explicit sexual scenes in this installment, although there will be tension and plenty of setting the stage...
I sighed in weary satisfaction as I finished with my last patient of the day. I generally disliked working with **** traders, but the trafficking of humans and near-humans was a lucrative business in the kingdom of Ramana. A lucrative trade meant an investment in maintaining the quality and quantity of goods. That, in turn, meant that a visit to the flesh ma...